Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides the main charactor Tiffany.


Inside the arena of another WWE event, away from the hustle and bustle of the preparation for the show, sat two women chatting over a cup of coffee.

The first a tall woman, with straight blonde hair, and a slender figure. She was strikingly attractive, it was plan to see she work as a diva.

The other a petite woman was much shorter with wavy blonde hair, she like her friend was slender and attractive, unlike her friend she did not work as a diva, but instead was employed as one of the WWE's many hairstylist.

The two quietly chatting about their time off as they sipped their coffee's, awaiting show time.

"Another weekend, and still I haven't heard anything from him."

The petite blonde complained, as she lazily sipped her coffee.

"I'm starting to think he's never going to call, I'm so sick of all this dating nonsense."

The petite Blonde sighed heavily and slouched down more in her chair. She brushed her bangs slowly behind her ear and stared at her gorgeous friend enviously, she would never have such trouble finding someone, men of all kinds flocked around her.

" You say that every time something goes wrong Tiff. So what if that guy didn't call you back, you said yourself you had a horrible time and would never think of having another date with him." insisted the WWE diva.

Tiffany just sighed again looking into her cup. She had only been working for the WWE for a short period of time and didn't have many friends in the business, Barbie or Kelly Kelly as she's known on tv was one of her few friends, the two had bonded after coming into the company around the same time and their young age. Tiffany always had a problem making new friends because of her shyness but she was definitely glad she found Barbie. It was a routine for the two to arrive early and have their girl time, most of which was spent talking about Tiffany's bad dates and Barbie's seemingly perfect relationship.

Tiffany's shyness always got in the way of her dates and no matter what Barb would tell her she couldn't get past it. Barbie had even set Tiffany up on dates with a few of her co-workers, John Morrison, Elijah Burke and Jimmy Wang Yang but nothing ever came of them. Tiffany had given up on dating co-workers after the horrible experience she had with Elijah Burke, the date itself wasn't half bad, Tiffany found herself wanting to open up and do more then she usually would, it was the next day when she was doing Michelle McCool's hair for a Smackdown/ECW houseshow, was she told that the whole locker room was talking about her night with Elijah. She was mortified and couldn't look anyone in the eye for months, especially when some people called her crude names.

"BB that's not the point, the point is that this always happens, why can't I just be normal and not be a total spazz all the time. Every time I like a guy I make a fool of myself." explained Tiffany as she watched some of the wrestlers enter catering over her cup of coffee.

"Oh Tiff, your not that bad you just need to loosen up a little. Why don't you go over and talk to Phil, you know as well as I do he has a little thing for you." suggested the blonde diva.

"Just because he offered to drive me to the next show doesn't mean he has a thing for me." she paused as she glanced at the man in question, Phil "C M Punk" Brooks was talking happily and laughing with Matt Striker and Adam "Edge" Copeland. "Plus I can't just go over and talk to him like that it's just not me."

"Maybe you should try something different we both know that what you're doing isn't working. Just go over and ask him how his day off was." replied Barbie with a smug look plastered on her pretty face.

"BB I can't I'll end up tripping over something and fall in his lap." Tiffany answered a slight blush coming to her cheeks as she thought back to the time that had happened to her.

"Fine, have it your way, though I don't think he'd mind if you fell in his lap, Randy Orton didn't seem to have a problem with it." Barbie said while she giggled partly from remembering the look on Orton's face when Tiffany tripped over Ashley's crotches and fell head first into his lap, and partly from the deep blush and look on Tiffany's face. A devilish grin appeared on the young diva's face as an idea came to her. Before Tiffany could do anything Barbie called out to Phil and his friends to join them.

The three men grabbed their stuff and headed over to the small table in the corner, where the two women sat. Phil took a seat next to Tiffany while Adam sat across from them, Matt grabbed a chair from a near by table, sitting on the opposite side of Barbie.

With a slight sigh Tiffany tried to look anywhere but the three attractive men at her table. She tried to calm her breathing when Phil's leg brushed against her bare one and settled there, she felt her already hot face get even hotter. Somewhere in the back of her mind she hoped that what Barbie had told her was true, that Phil did have a thing for her, she had seen him around he wasn't like most of the wrestlers backstage, but still she couldn't see someone like him being interested in someone like her.

Silently she scolded herself for even thinking such things, she promised herself she would never date another co-worker and put herself though that again, or risk her job. When Tiffany was done dwelling on everything she could think of, she chanced a glance up at the people around her table. While she had been in her head it seemed that the other occupants of the table had started up a conversion. So she quietly sat there and listened in on the conversion nodding her head now and again but never voicing her opinions. This was until one of the occupants decided to single her out.

Adam Copeland was one of the people Tiffany tried to avoid around the backstage area, not because she didn't like him but his personality just clashed with hers. He was sociable, loud, a little obnoxious, crude and sometimes he could be down right rude. While Tiffany was quiet, shy, down to earth and sometimes could be a bit of a homebody. She tried not to listen to all the rumors going around, but she still found herself listening when people told her to stay away from him. It was hard to stay away now, he was sitting opposite her, staring intently awaiting her response to his question.

"Do you always just sit there like that?" he wondered out loud to the quiet blonde across from him. The question just had time to leave his mouth before the table suddenly became silent.

"Like what?" the hairstylist questioned softly, so soft that Adam had to lean in to hear the whole answer.

"So you can talk, for a second I thought you were mute. You haven't said anything the hold time we were here not to mention any other times I've seen you." Adam continued making Tiffany uncomfortable that all the attention was on her. She shifted around in her seat trying to keep the blush away from her face.

"Leave her alone Adam, she's just quiet that all, unlike some people who never know when to shut up, she a breath of fresh air." Phil defended while turning his attention and smiling at the flushed women next to him.

"Easy man, I'm just saying she never talks, its like having a mime sitting there." Adam answered not getting the hint to just let it go.

Tiffany feeling even more uncomfortable decided it would be a good idea to start getting prepared for the show. So she excused herself, telling Barbie she'd see her in her chair quietly, and made her way back to the hair and make up area, all the while hoping that she never have to encounter Adam Copeland again.

Meanwhile back at the table, Adam stopped listening to Barbie and Phil's scolding, he couldn't stop thinking about how flushed and uncomfortable Tiffany had gotten when he would just look at her for too long.

Phil thought about how stupid Adam had been, everyone knew how quiet Tiffany was, she had to warm up to you before she could be comfortable.

Matt Striker on the other hand thought about how hot Tiffany's ass looked as she left in her summer dress.